Merciful, Mercy Me Poem by Suraiya Islam

The sky is cloudy,
Cloudlets are quarreling
and making thunder
God is waiting for thee
It is thee who am I,
a sinner, enjoying the breeze
watching the green
and making pie.
OH! My lord please,
let me be pernicious
I am a felonious
let me in seize.
But
Sustainer says nothing
give an oppurtunity
to the perfection of my soul
washing my sin along with raining.
Again
I live and spoil the earth,
forgetting the opportunity,
the promise, what I gave
also about the rebirth.
But
God waits again
for purification
Get back
under his shadow
to remove the pain
But
So selfish thee!
never utilise the chance
my arrogant mind always
appreciate the dark sea.
True fact is
God never forget, never betray
with his promise to pardoning
but thee betray when
thee find the happy ray.
Awaking
from dream I've heard a fizz,
seeing a snake is making it.
giving assurance in my mind
How tolerable our sustainer is!
Oh! last time
How foolish I am!
Oh! God pardon me
keep me in your shadow
from false, before winter come
Let me wet again
merciful, mercy me
let me wash my sin
in the November rain.